These go to eleven.

Give up the fight.

I will celebrate victory and defeat.

Change was ours.

The walls are coming down.

Shake my soul.

If the grounds not cold everything is gonna burn.

God is seven.

Perfect exposure.

Put the doorknob on my side.

Listen carefully. Take literally.

Oh, home.

Here in this house.

I'm coming home.

I live by the river.

I saw you running out.

Bitten the dust.

I said "He ain't here."

Home made videos are awesome.

So are The Clash.

Whole lot of walking to do.

I only drink when I want to forget.

Real long distance.

Do you remember when you were young and you wanted to set the world on fire.

Same old race that we've always run.

I sail free in my soul.

I drew this pencil last night.
I drew this guy too.

I think I'm sinking down.

I've been wrong and its alright.

Your letters.

Leavin' but I don't know where.

When I close my eyes at night.

Every day of my life.

Tulsa.

I close my eyes, I dream that I'm awake.

Into another nightmare.

I'm on a train, but there's no one at the helm.

Jesus couldn't save.

Here I am and I want to take a hint of your scent.

The suckers lose themselves in the games they like to play.

Ain't calling me baby.

This stinks, but it will be alright.

No ones laughing at God.

I'm always getting weaker.

I hear it in my head real low.

The men cry out, the girls cry out: oh, no!

You think thats fine, if I don't love you all the time.

Just trying to write things down.

I was drunk and you were laying at my feet.

You are the same as me.

I started a new photo project. I don't have much to do with my life right now, so I am returning to some artistic output. This is comparable to a 365 project (taking one picture a day for a whole year), but it is not a 365 project. I am shooting a roll of film every month on my Vivitar cv35 and developing that film at the CVS near my house. I will post all the photos good and bad.

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